I'm at concert in a small hall, like a gymnasium. It seems to be run by Matt from Stoneworks. There are two bands, one if which is fairly well-known, but afterward when the lights come on I look back at the crowd getting up from their folding chairs, and there doesn't seem to be very many of them. I'm doing the math in my head, five dollars each, they can't be making very much money off this.

But then, Matt seems to be doing most of it himself. He's out now, tidying up between the chairs. His nose is painted red, a little sloppily like a Hindu deity.